As long as Cuba stays communist nothing will change for the general population, especially not for those who do not receive remittances. For all Havana's crumbling structures and piles of rubble,
its disintegrating roads and toxin-belching jalopies, its plethora of armed policemen
and sun-bleached billboards espousing their pat, revolutionary slogans, it attracts almost
two million pink-skinned, camera-toting, snack-munching mojito-swilling tourists each year.

Cuba stands pummeled by an unworkable socialism and a voracious
consumer appetite. What began some 50 years ago seems spent,
"patriotism or death" are simply not enough. Cubans want real changes starting with freedom of expression and they can't wait any longer.

Filmmaker J. Michael Seyfert, a constant commuter between journalism and
the creative arts, is leaving behind the limitations of entertainment in
favor of a more substantial task: to meaningfully and directly affect the
plight of his subjects through his work.